The mace forged in one piece swung condescendingly, and the harsh sound of breaking through the air was accompanied by an extremely oppressive force, which also blew away the surrounding fog.
This blunt instrument specially designed for opening cans is full of the beauty of strength, but Feng Xue has no time to appreciate this beauty at this time.
With a shake of his left hand, an indescribable rod-shaped object slipped from his sleeve. Feng Xue used his sword to strike, but it did not collide with the mace. Instead, he used his strength at the moment of contact to deflect the mace using the sword-washing method.
Focus, it was only with this exertion that Feng Xue realized how exaggerated the strength of this female knight was.
The Virgin of Disintegration who stabbed into the body of the horse racing girl immediately took action, crossing the crowbar and dagger like pliers to deflect the hammer's attack.
But what surprised Feng Xue was that the mace showed no trace of damage even under the sharpness of the Holy Mother of Disintegration!
"Tsk." With her feet exerting force, Feng Xue's body suddenly retreated. The female knight stood up from the body of the horse racing girl and wanted to pursue, but she was obviously unable to catch up with the elusive Feng Xue in her heavy armor.
The mist gradually dissipated, and the female knight stood on the back of the collapsed horsewoman. Most of the suffocation blade penetrated into the armor, but judging from the strength of his previous blow, the opponent was not affected by the suffocation effect.
"Is there something padded in the armor? Or is it actually a flat plate? No, at this depth, even if it is dented, it will be hurt!"
Feng Xue watched the female knight make a defensive posture, and then saw her pull out the suffocation blade and throw it on the ground aside.
The eyesight enhanced by the assassin tag can accurately capture the blood stains on the sword's edge.
"Are the guards of the Tower of Babylon not even considered living beings? This is too much!" Feng Xue muttered with a strange expression, and suddenly an idea flashed through him, and he suddenly remembered why the Suffocation Blade was not effective——
Because the mist field has always been regarded by Feng Xue as a buff skill that unlocks the elements of the Virgin of Disintegration, so much so that he almost forgot that the real effect of this skill is not the fog itself, but the ability to be in this rich land.
Creatures in the fog containing fairy energy are not affected by abnormal conditions, and dragon-type attacks are halved.
"What is this? If I don't turn on the fog, I can't pierce you. If I turn on the fog, I can't restrain you?"
Feng Xue found that there was no beauty in this sentence, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her more than 400 points of poetry and calligraphy attainments. Sure enough, being able to understand and being able to create are completely different things!
Feng Xue, who realized that he had no talent as a poet, did not relax his attention to the female knight. Fortunately, the other party seemed to know that he could not catch up with Feng Xue, so he just maintained a defensive posture while picking up the horsewoman's body.
The broadsword used.
Hanging the mace on her waist, the female knight assumes a standard top stance (holding the sword in both hands, with the blade on the side of the head for easy slashing, the same posture used when King Da Mao and Brother Brush fought)
, the NPC spectators sitting around the arena were very cooperative and made various sounds, as if this was really a knight's competition taking place somewhere.
"How can assassins and knights be thrown into competition together!" Feng Xue shook it off. With the flow of internal energy, her arms finally regained their balance, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but use a little more force.
The knight's physical fitness was even more extreme than that of the previous warrior. Although he killed her horse as soon as they fought, the impact of the mace swung with one hand even gave him a feeling of being wiped out.
Feeling like I'm going to die.
Although facing such a short-legged enemy, Feng Xue could simply run away, but since there was a chance to fight without worrying about death, Feng Xue certainly would not directly refresh after a slight setback.
"If you think about it this way, the guards who were killed before were a bit hasty. Although protection and equipment are part of strength, this is not a life and death battle in the first place. It should be treated as a sparring match to polish one's basic qualities, rather than rushing
Decide the winner..."
Feng Xue reflected on his competitiveness, but he couldn't blame him entirely. After all, facing an enemy who was crushed by him, it was really difficult for him to think of sparring.
"It's not too late to think about it now." Feng Xue put away the Virgin of Disintegration, held the crowbar with both hands, and took steps silently.
Nine meters, eight meters, seven meters...
As the distance got closer and closer, Feng Xue could clearly feel that the sharp gaze under the knight's mask had fallen on him, and he kept fine-tuning his breathing to slowly enter a "quiet" state.
In the middle, the bright mirror inscribed with the stars in the sky emits a luster like the moonlight, and the internal energy rises like a star, flows down along the Ren channel, flows to the middle pole, then turns on the Taiyin spleen meridian of the foot, and rushes straight to the Chongmen point.
While doing this, Feng Xue stretched out his arms, and a dark cloak suddenly appeared, wrapped around him and disappeared.
I don't know whether it was the intuition possessed by the guard setting or the precise calculation given by the Tower of Babel. The moment Feng Xue disappeared without a trace, she twisted her body and made a diagonal slash to the side and rear.
"Stab it!"
It is not the crisp sound of gold and iron, but the noise caused by metal rubbing against each other.
This time, Feng Xue had no intention of fighting with him. The crowbar was pointed at the side of the broadsword like a sharp sword. Feng Xue, who teleported directly into the air, with the help of gravity, pressed all his strength on the spine of the sword.
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Slashing is an attack that relies on inertia. With the center of gravity completely shifted, the knight's attempt to return the sword has become a delusion. She immediately let go of her left hand and touched the mace at her waist. However, Feng Xue, who had already picked up her technique, just
He tapped his toes gently on the knight's wrist armor, and the curved structure of the crowbar caught the visor. With a slight turn of his body, he lifted up the entire helmet.
After completing the opening of the can, Feng Xue did not miss the opportunity to smash the head with a stick. She launched the Mounding Sky Shifting Star Technique and the whole person immediately retreated several meters away.
Feng Xue's skill of moving stars in the sky is far from reaching the level of "randomly setting up a situation, seeming real but illusory, coming and going without a trace, knowing ghosts and gods", but in this raid, he went from "entering tranquility"
and "Ethereal and Ghostly", I vaguely felt a bit of inspiration from "the realm of no other and no self" and "the time when light and darkness intersect".
With a swing of the crowbar, Feng Xue flung away the helmet hanging on the top. Feng Xue completely ignored the beautiful face exposed in the air, which was very suitable for his XP, and disappeared in place again.
But this time, he didn't use elusiveness!
The changes in the spell were circulating in Feng Xue's heart at this moment. The changes in direction that were originally completely incomprehensible were suddenly made clearer than ever after comparing them with the elusive shadow teleportation.
This is not to say that there is any similarity in principle between Shadow Teleport and Huntian Shifting Star Technique. It is just that the intuitive experience allowed Feng Xue to successfully connect the obscure magical position with the "position" in reality.
He still doesn't understand "why 'here' is the 'place of life'" and "why 'there' is the 'place of death'", but now he at least knows - "here" is the so-called birth place, and "there" is the so-called
Death position!
This is naturally of no benefit to practice and advancement, but at least Feng Xue can follow some formulas to exert some of the mystery of this magical skill!
Some people don’t understand the protagonist’s motivation for giving coins...
Oh, forget it, let me explain.
The function of coins is trading, so if you want to benefit from them, you have to "use them." And the role of this thing in Infinite City is obviously not as great as it is in "reality", and the Tower of Babel can link to other worlds.
In other words, if the cowboy is used in other worlds, the coin will spread in other worlds, which means that the protagonist has used the cowboy's world channel in vain. Although it is only a little bit, it is in vain. If it does not form a weird story, it can earn a little [knowledge]
】, in the event of a lucky break, the protagonist can jump directly to the world.
Of course, the cowboy can also be used in Infinite City, but the person who gets the coin will also use it. Even if it is used in reality, it will expand the scope of the coin's influence. In the end, unless someone can really hold back and use it, otherwise it will not work.
is income.
Even if it is invalidated for some reason during the circulation process (obtained through non-trading methods), it is still a magical coin that "everyone thinks is valuable" and can still have a certain degree of topicality, and having topicality means that
The author has [knowledge] income.
Of course, there are other options, such as taking coins to a gambling shop to bet on other phantoms.
However, first of all, this thing is very practical, and it is not cost-effective when used for gambling. Secondly, it costs nothing for the protagonist to make coins, so he will not lose money no matter what.